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yelled the immaculate Gray, firmly clasp- 

 ing both arms of his great chair, as a half- 

 dozen of his brother horsemen, all friends 

 of Seth, too, roared out with laughter. 



" What else but eat and tell lies ? " re- 

 peated George Wilson, one of the group. 

 " Why, they drink! And their best man, 

 Henry William Herbert (" Frank For- 

 ester "), says more about drinks and 

 drinking in his books than guns and 

 gunning." 



' Yes," put in Tom Hefferman, " and 

 it 's a wonder you shooters would n't 

 spend a little time sitting down quietly 

 like we do and calmly chatting to each 

 other, affording innocent amusement and 

 instruction/' 



" Instruction! O Lord! Hear him 

 instruction! Instruction in the art of 

 * laying off/ That 's all you fellows can 

 instruct any one about. As for eating 

 and drinking, we shooters may gorman- 

 dize a little more than you office fellows, 

 but we don't show it. You look like a 



